New Beginnings: A Normila Story (NOT FINISHED) (CLOSED)

Intro

My name is Camila Cabello. I'm seventeen years old, and I am currently a senior in high school. I attend a high-discipline military school, and I've slowly worked my way up the tower to become the highest ranking student here.

These past four years have been very difficult. Every high-school student understands how hard it can be to balance their schoolwork, family and social lives. Although I feel pretty good about being able to balance all three, my social life has been slacking some, and some of my relationships with my family as well. When it came down to school, I always put my in-school job as a cadet colonel before anything else. I put it before my friends, and sometimes I even made my parents upset once they realized how much time I had to be in school after normal school hours. A girl had to do what a girl had to do. I was accepted with a full-ride to UCLA, and I am extremely excited to begin a new chapter in my life.

A few months ago, I felt that it was time to let my family in on a little secret of mines, a secret that my friends already know. I informed them I was not straight. I didn't want to label myself because I wasn't sure what I was; however, I am one-hundred percent sure that I am not straight.

Everyone's family would react differently to this situation. My mother, Sinuhe, and father, Alejandro, are divorced, and because of problems that have risen in the past, they don't speak to each other. That meant that I had to deal with coming out of the closet twice; I definitely received two different responses. The sentence "I have a girlfriend," was accidentally overheard by my father's wife, Yaritza, who questioned me later about it at my surprise. I don't enjoy lying, and I have an extremely guilty conscious, so I explained to her what I meant.

Yaritza and I have had some problems in the past, but talking to her comes easy. She is more understanding than my father. Her advice is genuine. Sometimes her brutal honesty can trigger an attitude, but I just believe it'll all benefit me in the end. She told me that telling my father would be a good idea, but tell him in a settle way. I was extremely terrified, so I decided to avoid the conversation at all cost.

On the other hand, my mother had no problem with me having a girlfriend. "As long as she makes you happy, I'm happy." My mom is great person who supports her children's decisions. It was easy to get a caring and comfortable response from her, so I wasn't worried. I had no reason to be, I wasn't the first non-straight person in our family, and my mother emphasized how she already suspected it, and I giggled after she stated that.

Onto my girlfriend. Her name is Hailey. She's a five-foot even, blonde-haired college freshmen. I care about her so much, but I don't think the feeling is necessarily reciprocated. She has temper out-lashes for no reason, and it's easy for her to take her anger out on me. Knowing all of this, I still decide to stay by her side. I think that she will come around one day... or at least I hope she does. Don't get me wrong, she has her sweet moments, but they weren't as frequent as the bad.
With the background mess out of the way, let me guide you through this journey with me.